Unlike the cat, who can be entertained for hours by the chunks of snow endlessly sliding down the windshield of the RV, I am starting to get a little stir crazy.
We are parked on Shannon’s parents’ property until May 15, at which time Shannon is finished teaching in the classroom and we are no longer bound to a fixed location. In the meantime, I am learning to be thoroughly retired, something new and challenging for me. Of course, the weather isn’t helping any!
After a very wet and warm winter so far, it snowed about 4 inches on Saturday, and it has been so cold that any melt during the day has turned into dangerous ice by the next morning. It’s now Monday and all the schools are on a two-hour delay until walkways can be salted. I had planned on going into town with Shannon today and exercising with Maybe She’s a Dog at Riverfront park while he was in class, but I can’t if it’s icy. Out here in the boondocks it’s slimy muddy, so any kind of outdoor cardio activity seems to be out of the question. I know I should clean the RV today, but it seems rather pointless as we keep on tracking in mud.
I have started a few things (besides an exercise program) that were on the back burner until I had more time. I am tackling an online lecture course at Hillsdale College on the writings of C.S. Lewis, but reading philosophy for me requires thinking time, usually best achieved while walking or gardening. I have also been working on our itinerary for the rest of the year, since we do have some fixed dates and lots of family to see. I am getting familiar with all the apps that Shannon has downloaded for campground reviews, free camping, and things we want to see and do along the way. But spending too much time sitting in front of the computer and planning for the future, while not actually doing anything in the present leads to carb-loading, so I am trying each day to invest at least a little time in something active and worthwhile. Like our new president, I am poorly suited to excessive downtime and long periods of reflection. Pretty sure this isn’t healthy for me or for our country, but for both of us, it’s a habit that’s not likely to change!
In May of 2015 I underwent foot surgery and had to spend six weeks sitting in a chair. To pass the time I started weaving bags. Over the past year and a half, I have sold enough to more than pay for my materials, and have been able to gift a lot of them to friends and family. I started a site on Etsy, but I have not been diligent in keeping up with my marketing.
So, today I will bundle up warmly and take all my inventory out from under the RV, fluff them up, give them haircuts as needed, and scout out a perfect spot to take lovely winter pictures, all the while pondering C.S. Lewis and “The Abolition of Man”. That should keep my body active and my mind exercised, and accomplish something to boot!
Later: On our final day at the house, moving the last odds and ends out, a lot of stuff got relegated to the “don’t really need it now but may need it later” pile. It all got stashed in the bays under the RV, taking up all that extra storage space I was so proud of. One of my intended tasks while we are here was to organize the bays, throw away any food that is expired (chicken noodle soup from 2005, obviously not a big favorite at our house), inventory everything and make a spread sheet so I know what we have and where it all is. On my way around the RV to finding where Shannon stashed the woven bag inventory, I got that job done as well! In the meantime, more clouds have rolled in, more precipitation is eminent, and the light has gone for good pictures. But this is New Mexico, and the sun will come out tomorrow, as Annie says, (He said…an obscure reference only understood by people who have too much space in their brains devoted to musical theatre.”) and I have come to realize that all those people of whom I am so jealous because they are so organized are just like me but with too much time on their hands!